~NYRA
My feet began to lead me out of the room, and I quietly followed the soft whispers of my name as they echoed around me.
My heart was pounding hard in my chest as the whispers only grew louder. I felt a stir in my soul, almost like there was a connection between me and whoever was calling me.
—A connection so strong that I couldn't break it. I couldn't ignore it.
I could only move ahead. And I didn't know why.
I tried to think as I made my way to the basement, yet nothing made sense. I couldn't think of the reason why I would feel connected to anyone locked up here...
I had no family members except my mother. I had no friends except my mother— so who could this prisoner be?
Since I had been down here before, it became easy for me to find my way to the voices. I simply unlocked
